Chapter 135: Growth

"Count your kid lucky, you escaped, next time I let me see you, I will definitely not give you any chance to live!"

Kisen said fiercely, then turned his horse's head and walked towards the array, directing the steps to open the formation.

Although he really couldn't understand the reason behind General Elier's actions, there was no way, on the battlefield, he had to obey his boss absolutely.

This is something that a general must abide by, even if he is already the first person under General Elier.

What's more, the phrase "those who violate the order will be killed" is actually said to him, which is General Elier reminding him in disguise that this order must be absolutely obeyed, and there is no room for negotiation.

This was General Elier's last order, and one that could never be violated.

Although Kieson hasn't played enough at the moment, he doesn't want to let Yusuf go so easily, judging from the battle just now, he has a deep understanding of the other party's threat to his country.

What's more, he has already paid such a big sacrifice on him, how can he let him go so easily, but General Elier is General Elier, and there is no reason to disobey it.

Because General Elier, as the most powerful general in the history of the Orn Empire, has absolute deterrence in the entire army.

Although it is not known what General Elier wants to do, one thing is certain, since he has made a decision, it is the most beneficial decision for the En's Empire.

"Wow..."

The circle began to spread out in all directions, and the entire clearing began to become empty again, and the soldiers around them began to retreat continuously, revealing Yusuf lying in a pool of blood.

He was surrounded by the soldiers who had accompanied him at the beginning, and in the midst of the waves of clashes with Erne's army, they stood in front of him one by one, defending their own survival with their lives.

"Damn Erne's army, come, aren't you going to fight me to the death? What are you running now? Are you ready to leave when you're done? Can't you afford to lose! Isn't it..."

Yusuf cried out in pain, knowing that he was saved, but that his brothers who had followed him were gone.

There was no need for these people to risk following him, but out of trust in him, they followed him into the trap that General Elier had set up long ago.

And in the end, he was the only one who left alive, it was he who killed the whole army, it was his youth, his impulsiveness made him lose his mind.

Yusuf swore in his heart that one day he would return here again with all his glory and avenge his brothers, which he had to do, and it was his duty.

"Brothers, brothers, go all the way, I, Yusuph, swear that I will make it my duty to destroy Ernn in my lifetime, and that one day I will take the head of the dog thief of Elaire with my own hands.

Put it in front of the graves of your brothers, just to comfort your souls in heaven, my blood is not in vain, and there is no grudge that will not be avenged, and one day, I will return strongly!"

Yusuf was alone, screaming in a pool of blood, and at this time, the slanting sun on the horizon happened to be strangely under the mountain peak.

The whole world began to enter a state of darkness, but Yusuf was unaware of this, and just sat there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Eliaire was very trustworthy, and since he promised snooker, his army withdrew from the encirclement in a short time.

And snooker is the same, at their level, victory is far away, and no promise is more important, which is why General Elier believes in snooker's promise.

People like them may care a lot about victory, and they will do whatever it takes to win. But they care more about their own glory and their faith than about victory.

People like them never make promises easily, because they know how heavy a burden a promise is for an individual.

As long as they say something, they will unswervingly implement it, which is the bottom line of a general, and the foundation of a general's becoming a god.

After Elaire fulfilled his promise, Snooker also transferred the troops on the periphery, and let it go, and Ilal left with his own Erne's army.

At this moment, Srock was standing on a hillside not far from Yusef. He didn't want to bother his brother, he knew what his brother had been through.

Because he also experienced the same thing back then, and it was precisely because of this kind of thing that they could grow up faster and grow into a real man who could stand up to the sky.

This is a process of a boy growing into a man's naïve maturity, and it is something that every general must go through on his or her own path to godhood.

Some may have to stack thousands of ribs, while others may only need to lose someone close to them.

This pain is only temporary, and the desire for revenge after the pain is long, and this desire does not disappear with the death of one's enemy. It will remain in that person's mind until he dies.

This is war, where there is no humanity on the battlefield, and there is no mercy at all.

Either you die or I die, and if you are merciful to your enemies, then you are the greatest cruelty to your own people, there is no doubt about that.

And the previous Yusuf was obviously a little naïve and a little impulsive. Although he has a high talent in military talent, he cannot grow into a truly powerful general if he does not truly understand the meaning of war.

And now it is a process of metamorphosis, which may take a long time, or it may only take one night, depending on the person.

"Squeak, squeak..."

"Quack..."

“......”

At night, the plain began to be filled with all kinds of sounds, and all kinds of small animals began to come out and squirm.

The whole Fallen Plains began to come alive, but for Yusuf it was as if it didn't exist.

At this moment, his heart is sometimes cold, sometimes hot, and his consciousness is very intense, so that some external environments basically cannot affect him in any way.

There was no sound of the quiet night in my mind at this moment, only the cries of brothers dying in front of me, the sounds of pain, the groans.

The sound was in his ears, and every sound deeply stimulated his heart, and every time it was right, he fought cruelly.

No one knows how much he had in his head that night, and no one knows what he figured out that night.

Anyway, it was this night that his whole person began to become different, originally gentle and elegant, but now ruthless.

Whether he has changed, or whether the world has changed, no one can say clearly.